She stiffened, just a little. ” Estelle smiled that knowing smile, and I went in the other room and called G. How many hours it may have been, how many days or even years, they never told me. Bennington? I asked.
I actually heard him sigh through the door. I'll come back and check on you, and I'll escort you through the crime scene. There wasn't a drop less of blood, or an inch less of gory bits plastered to the walls, but we both felt better. I wanted to sink in against his body, be held, and drowse.
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